News Topic:Poetry

I cannot kiss you today, O’ you, nectar lipped lady. My lips are sewn and not a tongue do I possess In the revolutions name they've pulled...

… and I multiply my stuff: an uncanny shade, Underneath the tangle of cobwebs, emmet holes. Advance my steps; pioneer in the house of ghosts, None except...

Parched lips, cracks in the land Boiling mind, empty hand All the eyes watching into the sky Sweating heads, waters far away Lifeless eyes, senses kept at bay Nobody...

Hey! Dazzling hazelnut eyed bard, Don't thee heed her crimson kisses, Which she yearns from years in her dream. Behold her white fluffy pinkish visage, Glowing in simmering...

Here I'm, inking metres, on the page of my sweetheart, Though warbling out on a flute of shrill phones. But hark today, hark now, the chronic...

Arrested she, by thy blazing gaze, Stabbed she by thy glittering eye, Halted her feet, thy angelic voice, Yet, she in dilemma, what to do? Knowth thee deep...

Decades gone then came a dream And brought that moment a new gleam I found myself shrithing fearlessly And my eyes gazed the despot ardently Then I heard...

Woman thou art as the tsarina of realms grand, Through thy eyes springs the cataract of love! For thy mister hast thou prepare a good brand? It...